Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

"I've made a lucky breakthrough. What advice do you have for me, Fairy Lingke?"

Wang Fu didn't quite understand why this woman would ask this question, but there was nothing to hide at this time. Besides, this woman was the daughter of the master of the Four Spirits Palace. She probably knew about the changes on Yunming Island long ago.

"I don't deserve your advice. It's just that the time between you and me to form a Nascent Soul should be similar, so I just asked casually. It's a good opportunity to discuss the realm of the Nascent Soul while I have nothing to do now." Fang Lingke sat on the stone and turned around to look at Wang Fu.

Wang Fu was surprised to hear this.

"Discuss with me? As far as I know, Fairy Lingke is backed by the behemoth of the Four Spirits Palace. If you just ask, there will be a lot of Nascent Soul cultivators to answer your questions. I am a casual cultivator who has just condensed my Nascent Soul for about a month, and I am still exploring myself." He grinned.

"Fellow Daoist Wang is not an ordinary casual cultivator, otherwise he would not have escaped from Dai Junye's hands. In fact, I am very curious about how Fellow Daoist Wang saved his life from Dai. As far as I know, this man is not a soft-hearted person. Even if Fellow Daoist Wang handed over the 'Genjin Essence', he would probably not let you go." Fang Lingke said here, a trace of suspicion flashed in her bright eyes.

"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Wang has secretly sold himself and joined the Nether Water Palace? With the strength of the Nether Water Palace, it should not be difficult to help Fellow Daoist Wang form a baby." Then she paused and showed a look of doubt.

When Wang Fu heard this, he knew what this woman's purpose was. He was about to refute this woman, but suddenly, there was a fierce sound of breaking through the air above his head. Then a small black dot appeared in the bright yellow sky, and the next moment the small black dot instantly enlarged and smashed towards Fang Lingke's position.

"Ah!" Fang Lingke obviously also discovered something, and raised her head and screamed, frightened.

Wang Fu couldn't help but let out a strange smile, then flashed to the side of the woman, picked her up before the black object hit her, and took a few steps away.

The next moment, a loud "bang" sounded throughout the valley.

The black unidentified object really fell exactly where Fang Lingke was just now.

"Fairy Lingke, even God can't stand your nonsense." Wang Fu looked at the woman who was shrinking in his arms and tightly holding his clothes, showing a strange look that seemed to be smiling.

Fang Lingke came back to her senses and hit Wang Fu's chest fiercely, and then slipped out of Wang Fu's arms like a slippery fish.

Standing three feet away, she glared at Wang Fu fiercely, but did not mention Dai Junye again.

Instead, she turned her head away with some shame and anger, looking at the falling black object.

At a glance, the cheeks that were slightly red the moment before immediately turned bloodless.

That was not an unidentified object, but a person, a black-clothed man who had been thrown to pieces and bleeding from all seven orifices. Judging from his clothes and the storage bag on his waist, he was also a cultivator before his death, and it seemed that he was the cultivator of the Nether Water Palace they mentioned the moment before. It was a pity that he had bad luck. He had just entered this world, but appeared in such a high altitude. He fell down, and he was afraid that he would die before he even recovered his consciousness.

"Fairy Lingke, now you know that Wang is not lying, if I hadn't been your meat cushion, maybe you would have ended up like this." Wang Fu glanced at the woman, and after his eyes turned, he showed a rather solemn expression.

When Fang Lingke heard this, her pretty face became even paler, and she even pursed her lips.

Seeing that he had frightened the girl, Wang Fu let out a breath of anger in his heart, then squatted down without any hesitation and pulled off the storage bag on the waist of the dead monk from the Nether Water Palace.

He stuffed it into his arms very naturally.

"You picked up the dead man's things?" Fang Lingke frowned slightly.

"Wang is not as well-connected as Fairy Lingke. Wang is just a casual cultivator, so naturally I have to find ways to seek cultivation resources." Wang Fu chuckled and did not think it was wrong.

Then he wanted to burn the body with fire, but when he raised his hand, he realized that his spiritual power was restricted and he could not even cast the simplest fireball.

In desperation, he could only collect some gravel around and bury the body, which was also a reward for the storage bag.

After doing all this, Wang Fu looked at Fang Lingke, who was looking at him with a complicated expression, patted the dust off his hands, and said:

"Fairy Lingke, since you have resumed your actions, I think we should leave this valley."

"Okay!" Fang Lingke nodded, her expression calmed down.

Then the two chose a direction of the canyon and walked away.

The two did not talk much along the way. Even if they occasionally spoke, it was Fang Lingke asking questions and Wang Fu answering. Of course, Wang Fu would only answer some irrelevant questions. If the woman's questions involved his secrets, Wang Fu would either keep silent or change the topic and deal with it casually.

During this period, the woman also tried to see if Wang Fu had seen her green cloak. Wang Fu naturally denied it, as if he had never seen it from beginning to end. The other party did not investigate further, after all, Wang Fu did not look like he could hide the cloak.

Fang Lingke could only think that he had lost this treasure in the process of falling into this world.

"Fang Daoyou, since you have such a fast treasure, why did you fall into this place? With your Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, even if you reach the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm, you may not be able to catch up. It shouldn't be difficult to escape from the coverage of the yellow light." Wang Fu asked in confusion, and he did not keep silent about it because he took the green light cloak.

"How can it be so easy? Wang Daoyou, you may not know that even without the yellow light that imprisons spiritual power, those below the Transformation of the Spirit Realm cannot escape the fate of falling into this world. Once the suction force of the broken boundary wall explodes, even the Nascent Soul Great Perfection cannot escape, unless they can teleport thousands of miles in an instant, but that is the ability of the Transformation of the Spirit Realm." Fang Lingke shook his head.

After hearing this, Wang Fu confirmed his guess.

They are no longer in Yunmengze, and it is even possible that they are not in the Xiuxian Realm, but in another world.

Just like the lower world where Bai Han Demon Lord is, or other smaller worlds.

Afterwards, the two exchanged their guesses about this world, and could only take one step at a time.

There must be more than just them who fell into this world, and it is likely that most of Yunmengze is included. After all, the place where Fang Lingke fell into this world is hundreds of thousands of miles away from where Wang Fu fell.

Combined with the fact that the cultivator of Mingshui Mansion fell to his death from the sky earlier, this is further confirmed.

In this way, after the two walked for an hour, Fang Lingke's speed was getting slower and slower.

Both of them have no spiritual power now, but Wang Fu doesn't care, after all, his physical body is strong, but it is hard for Fang Lingke, a delicate beauty.

Although her physical strength and strength are much stronger than ordinary people, she can't stand the increasingly steep and rugged hard rocks in this valley.

But this woman also gritted her teeth and persisted, and didn't cry out about the hardship.

Of course, Wang Fu would not offer to help. He could see that Fang Lingke was a strong character. Otherwise, she wouldn't act around in Yunmengze when she was angry, and she looked like she didn't rely on the Four Spirits Hall to show off.

After another two hours, a glimmer of light finally appeared ahead.

Both of them seemed to see hope and quickened their pace.

Finally, after a quarter of an hour, they walked out of the valley.

However, the scene outside the valley made them frown slightly, as if they could not see hope.

What they saw was desolation.

The dark earth and the dim sky looked like there was no sign of life. Except for a few old trees that were about to die, there were only gravels everywhere.

And the soil that was almost desertified.

Even the mountains in the distance were bare, with no green at all.

"Where is this?" Wang Fu showed a solemn expression for the first time since he came here.

"Gululu..."

Just at this moment, a strange sound came from the side.